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Sunday, September 28, 2008

In anticipation of tomorrow, the best birthday party video ever. If you're at work, it's semi-not safe. You'll see why.



Awesome.

Friday, September 26, 2008

The article, "To be creative is, in fact, Canadian" marks the second time in my life I've appreciated Margaret Atwood. The first time was when she was a goalie.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Wow. This is not news. At all. We all knew it from the get-go.

Also, have you heard Harper's comments the other day about arts cuts? Someone needs to grab him by the Lego hair or sweater-vest and smack him senseful. He said the arts cuts are a "'niche' issue that doesn't resonate with 'ordinary' Canadians," and that "ordinary people know you have to live within a budget." Stupid weenie. I wouldn't mind some changes in how funding gets doled out, but to cut it? And to call artistic people non-ordinary freaks? Harsh. So harsh, I have been moved to artfully describe its harshness in a harsh haiku, or "harshku".

Boring gray Harper
I know you play piano
Why hate on the arts?

or

Oh, smarmy arsehole
Don't be such a big arsehole
No arts makes an arse

Here you can read the original full article, and here, you can see what people are saying in a thread about it I may have started.

Thursday, September 18, 2008


Paige! You'd be so excited to be here right now. I'm excited! There's something like over 130 events in late Sept. / early Oct., and they're all local food & beverage-related. I liked the sound of the wine and beer and munchies night, but for $40... I wasn't sure. However, whenever I started to look at what some of PEI's best places were offering nightly during the week, and for what prices... it was tough to narrow it down to only a couple of nights out! Well, we made our picks. Our first night will be "Argentina" night at Off Broadway. For $30 each, we get:

Course 1:
Lemon Scented Seared Scallop Martini in Field Greens
Course 2:
Bacon Wrapped Sirloin with Portobello Mushroom and Baby Potatoes
Dessert:
Molten Lava Cake

Our second outing will be at Flex Mussels (never been yet). The girl that took our reservation sounded unfriendly, but hopefully that won't be our experience. For $45 each, we get:

Course 1:
Island Greens: Slow Roasted Beets, Crisp Gouda Lady Cheese Shards, PEI Apple Cider Emulsion
OR
Flex Mussels White Chowder: North Shore Mussels, Roasted Field Corn, Double Smoked Bacon, Fresh Cream

Course 2:
Lobster Pot Pie: Fresh Chunk Lobster, Field Thyme, Carmelized Baby Onions, Celery Root, Heirloom Carrots in an Old School Pastry
OR
35-Day Aged Striploin: Hand-Cut, Dry Rubbed, Montague Blueberry Honey/Moonshine jus
Served with Russet Frites and Warm Turnip Slaw

Course 3:
Trio of Fall Island Squares
OR
Pumpkin Crème Brulee: with local honey candy crust

Wine and Beer Pairing:
Gahan Island IPA
Gahan ‘Sydney Street” Stout
Rossignol Iced Liberty Blossom

Mmm... I'm practically drooling (outside of my mouth) just thinking about it!

Is it not at least a little funny that the dud(e) that got Jamie Lynne Spears pregnant is a pipe-layer? David Wilcox would be proud.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Oh, the things that come out of children's mouths. I've got two good ones for you today:

1. A grade three student explaining to me how tall her mother is... "She's up to here," which was barely taller than herself, which I told her ws too short. "Well, she's up to there maybe (reaching higher)... I'm up to her boob!"

2. A grade one student, getting very mad at someone in a higher grade on the playground... "I'm gonna squeeze your wiener!"

That's right up there with the kid last year (who that last quote was directed at, interestingly enough) who exclaimed to an older girl that had kicked or thrown a ball into his groin... "I'm going to punch you in the vagina!"

I wouldn't be too surprised if the area had a huge population decline in about 10-20 years. Nothin' but mashed privates!

Monday, September 15, 2008

It's been so long! I couldn't go over a whole month and not update, though.
Let's see... what can I tell you about that's happened since mid-August?

  • Regained our Dundas Plowing Match trivia crowns.
  • Started school. Dreaded it, then it's like we never left now. I think I'm going to have a good year.
  • Got my first cold of the school year, which I've pretty much beat now.
  • Addicted to Scramble on Facebook.
  • Caught up to late 20th Century technology and got high-speed internet again! Oh my God what I can do with it now... like... Scramble.
  • Got a Wii Fit the other day, or rather, my Mrs. did. It's pretty fun, and def. challenging in some of its activities. I'm-a see if I can lose 2.5 pounds in the first week. It thinks I need to lose nearly 50. I think it's wrong. I think 30-35 would be my max before emaciation.
  • C also brought home the bad-assest computer ever a couple weeks ago, to solve some space (hard drive and house) issues, and replace the old (700MHz P3... 7 years? 8?) Dell. I've been busy transferring all music and files via my Sansa, up to 3.58GB at a time. It's the only method that works. Believe me. It also takes an hour just to load it up on the old compy each time. By the way, this is the computer. 22"HD screen, one-piece. TV & remote, touch screen, blah blah brag brag it's awesome. I'm thinking of using its bluetooth capabilities to hook it up to the stereo receiver somehow... started looking for bluetooth receivers today. Know a good one?
  • I enjoyed Fey's copy of Palin on SNL from Saturday night. After watching that today, I got to poking around on the SNL site, watching fave fids from the 70's and 90's and whatnot... "Cheezbuger", "Matt Foley", etc. I thought I'd pick this one for you. I may have seen it before, but forgot about it if I did. Genius poetry:
Images by Tyrone Greene ...
Dark and lonely on the summer night.
Kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
Watchdog barking - Do he bite?
Kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
Slip in his window,
Break his neck!
Then his house
I start to wreck!
Got no reason --
What the heck!
Kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
C-I-L-L ...
My land - lord ...
Def!